Roberta woke Amy sometime around ten the next morning.
"I have to stop by my place and pick up some things," the brunette said softly in her husky voice. "I'll be back around one or so. Why don't you just sleep in till then, huh?"
Amy stretched languorously, feeling all the muscles and tendons of her body strain out. Her luscious tits heaved up and out with the motion. "No, I'm awake now," she answered, then paused to yawn.
"How'd it go last night?" Roberta whispered. "With Al?"
Amy giggled. "Fabulous!" She paused. "Les go to work?"
"Yes. He won't be back till much later. Listen, why don't you kill some time watching your brother's library? He's got quite a collection on videocassette. Do you know how to use one?"
"I never used one before."
"Well, the instructions are right next to the television, in the same cabinet as the tapes. He's got some pretty good ones."
Amy smiled. "Maybe I will."
Roberta left. Amy took her time in the shower, enjoying, as always, the tactile sensations of having her skin massaged by the dancing beams of water streaming down upon her. Her brother had one of the shower sprays that could be adjusted for different configurations of flow and pulse. It could be either hand held or wall mounted. She remembered quite vividly being told of the fantastically intense orgasms a woman could enjoy with them. Briefly, she considered indulging herself – and then decided against it. If she started the day like that, she'd be hornier than a minx in heat for the balance of her stay.
Pulling on a robe, Amy made herself some cereal and wandered into the living room to look over the cassette collection. She was not excited by her brother's taste; it ran too much to monster films and the occult. Amy figured out the workings of the unit very quickly, so when she discovered the three tape boxes without titles on them, she had no trouble starting the first almost immediately.
Curiosity drove her, at first.
And then surprise.
And then – growing arousal.
There, in living color, was her brother with an unfamiliar young woman. Amy studied the female only long enough to note that she was young, attractive, had a firm, tight body with a pair of solid tits and a heart shaped cunt.
And then her attention was drawn to her brother's long, thick prick. Amy held herself momentarily motionless before shivering with excitement. All that hard cock!
Only when he arranged himself over the young woman, in a classic sixty-nine position, did Amy appreciate once more the full size of that cock. It looked lethal compared to the girl's delicate face. Amy doubted the cockhead would fit in the girl's open mouth.
But the girl was persistent. She used her long tongue expertly to thoroughly lubricate the heavy cock with her spit and then she crammed the bulbous chunk of hot man cock into her face.
Amy watched as her brother ducked his head down between the girl's upraised thighs, his face disappearing between them. Her feet were flat. Her knees were bent. Amy couldn't exactly see what he was doing to her, but she didn't have trouble guessing. The way the girl was writhing her lovely body told the story.
Amy's pussy was drooling like mad. She had to shift, curling her feet beneath her, for fear of staining the couch.
The screen couple shifted, rolling over, still entwined. Now it was the girl who straddled Les, and Amy had a better view of her oral ministrations to his big prick. She seemed to be trying to swallow it. From the convulsive workings of her throat, she was at least getting the cockhead and part of the beautifully formed cockshaft past the curve at the back of her mouth. But talented and willing as she so obviously was, even she couldn't deep throat Les' big prick.
Amy slipped a hand inside her robe and started playing with her dripping pussy. She wasn't aware that she was mimicking the lip movements of the girl on the screen. Her pink little vixen tongue was flickering partway out to trace her own pouting lips in imitation of the screen girl's frenetic serpentine swirlings.
Her eyes widened as she watched Les shifting the girl and positioning her above him. Now the girl crouched over him, like a baseball catcher.
"Oh, Jeez," Amy murmured, enthralled by the spectacle. The girl was spreading her swollen pussy lips. Amy could see every detail. With the fingers of one hand, the girl guided the stiff stanchion of Les' hard prick. She lowered herself slowly, screwing her hips downward until the thick cockhead was wedged firmly into the first strictures of her pussy juiced and secretion lubricated cunt. She then used both hands to balance herself as she pushed down.
Amy felt as if it were her own pussy being stretched by the wide cock as she watched the cockhead pop inside the girl's cunt. Amy watched the girl's reaction to the sensation. The girl's eyes closed. She rolled her head loosely on her neck as she forced herself down lower – and lower – on the prick. Amy was sure the girl would take no more than half of it.
Amy was wrong.
Her eyes bulging at the sight, her hand flying across her own sweet young pussy at the sight, Amy gaped as the girl impaled herself completely on Les' cock. The girl threw her head back. Her lips parted in a soundless wail.
The girl suddenly stiffened, as if a stake had been shoved up her cunt. Her hips went berserk. She jerked and shuddered over Les, never letting more than a couple of inches of his lengthy prick escape her cunt. She brought her hands up to rub and squeeze her own firm tits for a moment, pinching her own nipples with what must have been painful strength. She fell forward onto Les' prone form as a powerful orgasm ripped through her.
Amy was pushing a finger in and out of her own sweet pussy as she watched the girl's upraised asscheeks clench and unclench. Seeing the girl writhe like that only made Amy's identification with her the stronger.
But suddenly, her brother's hand dug into the girl's asscheeks so hard that Amy could see the flesh whiten. He jerked and bucked up at her powerfully. Then the camera abruptly cut to a close up shot of their genitals. Amy could see the thick goo draining back down around the tautly stretched lips of the girl's pussy as the powerful prick pulsed up into her. Amy watched, fascinated, aroused. Her brother's fingers spread wide the girl's asscheeks, and one long, thick forefinger slipped deep into the girl's asshole.
The young woman convulsed and then went limp.
The screen flickered to salt and pepper again. Amy pulled her own finger from her cunt and went to remove the tape when the screen brightened again.
Once again, it was her brother and the same young woman, but with two important differences.
For one, there was no time wasted with preliminaries. This time, the very first scene showed her brother kneeling behind the young woman. He had a tight grip on her hips. He was languorously sawing his long thick prick in and out of her uptilted pussy. Looking closely, through lust-hazed eyes, Amy saw the reason. The girl's cunt was so tight on his thick cock that the flesh of her pussy was being pulled with each outstroke. He was straining to work his prick in and out of her pussy.
The other important difference was that they had company. Roberta was arrayed beneath the girl as if they were alone. The girl was slouched forward, her head moving back and forth between Roberta's wide flung thighs. Roberta was using her own lips and tongue alternately on the girl's pussy and Les' cock and balls.
"Jeez – gonna cum," Amy mumbled, trying – and finally succeeding – to wedge a second finger into her own well-oiled pussy.
But then she froze. Roberta was pulling Les' prick out of the girl's cunt and positioning it higher up… against her asshole!
Amy froze. It simply could not be done, at least not without ripping the girl open.
But no one on the tape seemed to think that way. Not Les, who was grimacing with the effort of pushing his prick forward, not Roberta who was gleefully lapping the girl's cunt while trying to work the meaty cockhead up the girl's ass, and certainly not the girl, who'd tilted her head back and was obviously trying to force her ass onto Les' prick!
When the prick head finally went in, it wasn't without accompanying dramatics. The girl suddenly fell forward, prone upon Roberta, who wriggled and scrambled to reposition her face beneath the girl's cunt. Her fingers were clenched into hard little fists that hammered incessantly on the carpet.
As for Les – the expression on his face said he was in some hedonistic heaven! He had to come forward on all fours over the girl. Amy suspected that it was necessary more because the girl's tight ass-grip forced it than any voluntary wish to stay inside, but he quite plainly wished to maintain the position.
Les began working his hips forward and down, slowly thrusting his cock into the girl's asshole. Inch by inch, that huge member slid up into the girl's convulsing ass. With each additional inch of insertion, Amy's perverse voyeuristic arousal increased!
Her fingers worked in and out of her cunt so hard and fast that she could hear the sucking. She didn't know which was turning her on more, the sight of her brother's thick cock, the view of said cock disappearing into the girl's ass, or the memory of what it was like to have Roberta eating her pussy! All she knew for sure was that she was hot and getting hotter – and she wanted.
Then Amy saw her brother's muscle-ridged abdomen flattening the girl's rounded ass. She'd taken all of it, every fucking inch of that prick. Les began to move back and forth, stroking surely and strongly, as if fucking a gaping, sopping pussy instead of a tight, hot asshole.
But the girl evidently seemed to be getting off on it!
"Gonna cum!" Amy gasped as she felt her cunt clamping down on her fingers, felt the buzz beginning, felt the spasms starting to roll through her. "Gonna cum!"
On the screen, Les was pistoning in and out of the girl's asshole furiously. His face was contorted, with pleasure. The girl lay with her face turned towards the camera, her cheek rested on Roberta's calf. A fascinating mixture of pleasure and pain flashed over the girl's lust-twisted features.
Amy was gasping, the full rush of the orgasm sweeping her up and along in its tide. She knew her brother was going to cum in the girl's ass – and soon. She couldn't wait to see the girl's reaction and hopefully a frothy overflow of creamy jism. She wanted to peak at the same moment as the fuck sandwich on the tape. She was going to, and she knew it!
And even better, somewhere in the back of Amy's head, two inhibiting hesitations had been blasted aside: the idea of getting her brother's cock into her own hot body and the obviously huge potential for pleasure in ass-fucking! Both no longer held any cause for fear or revulsion!
She wanted to try them!
And giving herself over to the awareness, Amy finally surrendered, losing herself in the fantasy that it was she being so soundly tongue and ass-fucked. Amy closed her eyes, and inside her mind, she saw her own nubile thirteen year old body being shattered by the twin pleasures.
She wiggled on the couch. Her ass was barely on the edge of the cushions. Impulsively, Amy let her pinky work back to her own tight little pucker of an asshole. It was slicked by the effusive overflow of her pussy juices. Without an instant's hesitation, she pushed the end of her pinky inside. She could feel the pinky rubbing against the two cunt-reaming fingers, through the single thin membrane separating the two passages. The big O hit her so heavily that she nearly fainted.
Her eyes fluttered open and she saw that she'd missed the end of the scene – the cum spitting, cunt drooling double – perhaps triple – climax. But even as she gasped for breath, she knew that she'd make the chance to see this on another occasion… or duplicate the scene with herself involved.